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paige-belle-15 said:
That is a difficult swali but I upendo the part when V and Evey first met. V: [Evey pulls out her mace] I can assure wewe I mean wewe no harm. Evey Hammond: Who are you? V: Who? Who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a man in a mask. Evey Hammond: Well I can see that. V: Of course wewe can. I'm not questioning your powers of observation; I'm merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is. Evey Hammond: Oh. Right. V: But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the zaidi commonplace sobriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatis persona. V: Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain kwa the vicissitudes of Fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a by-gone vexation, stands vivified and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. [carves "V" into poster on wall] V: The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one siku vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. V: [giggles] V: Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet wewe and wewe may call me V. Evey Hammond: Are you, like, a crazy person? V: I am quite sure they will say so. But to whom, might I ask, am I speaking with? Evey Hammond: I'm Evey. V: Evey? E-V. Of course wewe are. Evey Hammond: What does that mean? V: It means that I, like God, do not play with dice and I don't believe in coincidences.
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